The sky was bright, the purple air rose in the east, and the silent mountains and forests sounded the chirping of birds and beasts, full of vitality.

The night passed.

The battle of one person and one corpse finally came to an end.

Ye Zhou hunched his waist and his hands on his knees, barely standing, but his body was shaky, and it seemed that he might fall down at any moment.

He was completely exhausted.

Forcing himself to such a limit, this is the first time since he became a cultivator and his body was reborn.

The opponent is just too tough.

Not people, but real demons.

Ye Zhou's eyes were firmly fixed on a figure lying on the ground not far away, the burly body continued to shrink, black smoke came out, and gray-white rancid flesh fell off from the body, leaving only the white bones of Sensen, and it looked like it was about to be extinguished.

The zombie lay motionless on the ground, a pair of blood-red eyes rolling around and staring.

Ye Zhou's body tensed, and he was extremely careful in his heart.

In the battle against this monster, he won by luck.

He used the Sun and Moon Essence he had accumulated before to replenish the True Yuan, so that he could continue to attack the opponent's divine soul with the help of the Provisional Word Formula, and dragged this zombie to death.

If it was a head-on battle, Ye Zhou knew that he was definitely not the opponent of the other party.

Therefore, in case this zombie's ferocity does not change and fights back on the verge of death, if he doesn't see the other party disappear with his own eyes, he will definitely not dare to be careless.

But the strange thing was that Ye Zhou no longer saw the slightest ferocity in the eyes of the other party, but was full of helplessness and sadness, as if the monster in front of him was a flesh-and-blood life.

The zombie's body gradually spread out, and the black hair faded, revealing a shriveled body, covered in bruises, which looked like a human being.

"You... You've won!" the zombie's mouth was open, and his voice was hoarse, like a rusty broken gong beating.

"Have you finally spoken?" Ye Zhou said in a deep voice.

"You already knew I could speak, didn't you? Why ask knowingly!" the corners of the zombie's mouth were hooked, full of self-deprecation, and he smiled bitterly: "You ruined the good deeds of those people." They expected that your true identity as a feng shui master was a cultivator, and they wanted me to get rid of you. But they didn't think that your cultivation is so profound, and real people are not as good as heaven. It's a pity that I have been cultivating all my life, and my cultivation has finally turned into flowing water!"

His words were full of remorse and regret.

Seeing that he spoke very clearly, Ye Zhou was quite surprised.

Because once a person dies, his soul will inevitably be damaged, even if this zombie is born with amazing intelligence, it cannot reach such a level of sanity.

This demon has a clear mind, as if he has a complete soul.

"Those people? Who are they? Tomb robbers and cultivators?" Ye Zhou was even more vigilant about what it said.

But the zombie knew that he was speechless, and he kept silent again.

No matter how Ye Zhou asked, it refused to say a word.

As the sky grew brighter and brighter, the sun shone through, and the black air on its body dissipated, and its body was burned to the point that it was about to be wiped out.

Ye Zhou was never able to know the secrets behind the scenes, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

But seeing the unwillingness in the eyes of the zombie, his heart moved.

When a man is about to die, his words are good.

This zombie has a complete soul, no different from a living person, it will be destroyed, is there no regret in my heart?

It had spoken suddenly, apparently with a lot of reluctance to confide.

I may be able to open a breakthrough in this aspect and get the truth behind all this.

"Fellow Daoist, do you have a name?" Ye Zhou's face was solemn, and he gave a salute, treating this zombie as an equal monk.

After all, putting aside the hatred of life and death, this zombie cultivation is comparable to the late stage of a real person, which is enough for Ye Zhou to respect and deserve this gift.

As Ye Zhou expected.

Seeing him act like this, the zombie's body trembled, his eyes trembled, and he slowly spoke, "Wangwu Mountain Heavenly Temple Sect, Wu Taizhen!"

"What, you are actually a fellow Daoist of the Heavenly Temple Sect!" Ye Zhou was shocked.

"You know the Temple of Heaven Sect!" the zombie was also quite surprised.

Ye Zhou took a deep breath, "I can't hide it, I came to this Wangwu Mountain to visit the Temple of Heaven Sect, but I didn't expect to fight with Daoist friends, but I don't know how your sect is doing now?

"How many others?" the zombie who called himself Wu Taizhen laughed at himself, "My Heavenly Temple Sect has been destroyed, and I am the only one left, so I have to turn into this demon body that is neither human nor ghost, in order to survive in this world of the end of the law!"

"Huh?" Ye Zhou's heart moved.

There are a lot of strange things in Wu Taizhen's words, and there is a lot of unwillingness in his words.

It's just that what does it mean to have to turn into a demon body?

For a while, he couldn't figure it out.

"Let me ask you, how did you learn about the Heavenly Temple Sect? My Heavenly Temple Sect has always been a seclusion in the world, and I don't communicate with others, even if I am also a cultivator, few people know about my sect!" the zombie asked abruptly.

Ye Zhou did not hide it, and 1510 told the experience of his party in Bishan, without omission.

The zombie body was still crumbling, but it always kept its absolute sanity and listened quietly.

Finally, when it heard that the old ghost of the Bishan people entrusted the Soul Suppression Tower and all the sect's martial arts inheritance to Ye Zhou, it looked moved, and suddenly sighed deeply, "Didn't you expect that even the Bishan Sect would be destroyed?"

His words were full of sadness.

The zombie's eyes looked at Ye Zhou deeply, and suddenly there was a look of determination, as if he had made a major decision in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist, do you know that you have been targeted by an extremely terrible monk, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed!"

Seeing that it showed signs of relenting, Ye Zhou hurriedly asked, "Who is he, why do you want to harm me, is it related to tomb robbers?......

Unexpectedly, in the face of this series of questions, the zombie just shook his head, "I can't tell you!"

Ye Zhou was keenly aware of the meaning of his words, and he was unable but unwilling.

Apparently it had some kind of fear that it couldn't speak.

Ye Zhou thought for a moment and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist, you are about to be destroyed, do you have any last words, what do you need me to do?"

Since this zombie has spoken, he will ask for something.

If he could do it easily, he could do it.

Hearing him say this, a strong obsession appeared in the zombie's eyes, stared at him directly, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to know the truth, I only need you to agree to one condition!"

"What conditions?" Ye Zhou asked, knowing that if he didn't agree, this zombie would probably not say a word until he died.

"I want you, just like you did to the Pishan Sect, to pass on the exercises of my Heavenly Temple Sect!" the zombie finally said his last wish.

Ye Zhou was silent for a long time before he said cautiously: "If it is easy to do, I can promise to pass on your Heavenly Temple Sect." I can make a promise to you, if I succeed in my cultivation one day, I will accept disciples on behalf of your sect and renew the lineage. It's just that I want to make it clear to fellow Daoists that I myself will never bother to transfer to the exercises of your sect! If Daoists insist on making things difficult for others, I would rather not explore the truth behind this!"

"Yes!" The zombie was not entangled in death, and smiled bitterly, "Daoist friends have a firm temperament, and very people can shake them, even the old-timers of the Bishan Sect can't let you switch to cultivation, and I, a dying person, naturally won't have this luxury." That's fine, if I can pass on this exercise, I, a sinner of the Heavenly Temple Sect, may be able to atone for my sins a little!"

"I can't tell you the truth, but maybe I can let you experience this for yourself!" It had a blank face, muttered a few times, and then kept silent, a burst of clear light appeared on its forehead, turning into a meteor and shooting into Ye Zhoumei's heart.